I can remember when,In the unity of our five-day sessionsNot even once did we hear the siren songWhat kind of imaginationAsleep in some lyrical comaWho's vain futile memoryCould have been so wrong?

You can make a fortune in liesYou can keep a giant aliveYou can ride the redUntil everybody smiles

A trifling euphoriaWas such an untimely religionMaybe your life can explainThe reason for my indecisionHere is a poor manThe heart of this monster creationHe said we both will be heroesAnd I was led into temptation

You can make a fortune in liesYou can keep a giant aliveYou can ride the redUntil everybody smiles

Can you show me your goldAnd your silver?A hero in frozen water

Now you've made a fortune in liesAnd you kept a giant aliveYou rode the redYou rode the red